My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 168: Car Chase

John has experienced many dangerous vehicle chases since his debut.

With five years of experience in logistics escort and countless high-risk on-site handling, his driving skills are what he is most confident about.

The Alloy RCH drifted and turned on the viaduct, scaring a coupe following behind so much that it braked on the spot.

John stepped on the accelerator, raised the wheel, and ran over the opponent's low hood and flew out of the guardrail. After a brief pause in the air, he was thrown towards the top of the armored car.

His heart nearly stopped as he watched the auction house's logo rapidly enlarge and approach below him.

boom!
The motorcycle hit the roof of the car hard, and before the shock absorbers had fully applied their force, it moved unstoppably toward the side and front.

The landing point is very small and not stable enough.

John was also mentally prepared. He immediately let go of the handlebars, allowing the motorcycle to slide off the platform and onto the road, while he stayed on the motorcycle by using a series of actions such as deceleration and rolling.

Alloy RCH will not break even if it falls twice.

Unless you can perform blacklight or destructive disassembly, it won't be lost as long as it's within the public network range.

at this point.

There was no way Knight and his accomplices could be allowed to get away.

John fell on the top of the driver's seat. The armored car suddenly shook and he was almost thrown out. Half of his body was hanging in the air. He grabbed the connection point of the car at the last moment to avoid falling.

Swish!
A high-density alloy mantis knife pierced through the roof of the car, passed through the gap in the accessories and drilled out ten centimeters, very close to John's head.

He used his arms to prop himself up and climbed onto the roof of the car. Just as he retracted his feet hanging outside the window, gunshots were heard from the driver's seat.

The bullet did not penetrate the bulletproof glass and even bounced back and hit the bald man who was driving.

"Ah, damn!"

"Stop yelling, just get rid of him!"

"I'm doing it! Fuck, fuck! He's sticking real tight, don't fucking shoot, I already told you!"

The bald man was so angry that his whole body turned red. The pain from his wound kept irritating his nerves. Just as he was about to brake to stop the duel, he heard the sound of sirens coming from far away.

Drones whizzed across the road.

All the displays near the traffic lights turned into warnings, and the in-car channel switched to mechanical sounds.

[…Received a crime report from the ECPD. Please stop the illegal behavior immediately and slow down or we will take compulsory measures. Warning…]

"Damn it, the cops are really hardworking today!"

The bald man punched the speaker, extinguishing the broadcast sound with a crackling sound of electric arc.

"Don't slow down, go around the cops and head towards the industrial area. It doesn't matter whether you go to the dock or out of the city... I'm going to kill him!"

Knight stood up and left the passenger seat, pulled the one-way valve, and unlocked the door leading to the rear from the driver's seat.

The cargo compartment was filled with velvet bags and numbered metal boxes.

They are all goods from the auction house.

Knight wasn't stupid enough to shoot himself over the head in a bulletproof car.

He walked straight forward, unlocked the back door, kicked it open, and threw several grenades directly onto the road.

The car that was parked far away and dared not get close was overturned by the explosion.

Thick smoke and flames rose on the road. The wreckage of vehicles and vehicles that did not have time to slow down collided with each other, forming an isolation zone in the orange, red, gray and black tornado.

Knight raised his kinetic shotgun and aimed it at the roof of the car.

He was confident that he could pull the trigger the moment the intruder exposed his legs...

Suddenly Knight's eyes blurred.

He fired subconsciously, but hit the afterimage.

Even if John's Sian Westin is forced to cool down, he can still use it once through overclocking, and he needs to take special inhibitors afterwards to offset the side effects of the body.

He hung on the edge and got into the car, avoiding the gunfire, and grabbed Knight and pushed him toward the road.

John entered smoothly, knocking over the stacked metal boxes.

As soon as he stood up, he felt his vision go dark.

Knight flew out of the car and immediately grabbed the double doors, swaying on the high-speed road and then returned to his original position.

The shotgun was left outside.

As soon as he returned to the carriage, he saw John lying on the ground and immediately swung a long metal box at him.

The impact was so powerful that the edge of the box burst open, revealing the stored documents and items.

Knight's additional attack became weak due to the damage of the weapon, and was kicked away by John.

John staggered to his feet just as the vehicle turned and swayed, so both sides stopped attacking and focused on keeping their balance.

In the dim carriage.

Knight's two red eyeballs were like round light bulbs, the soft metal on his face looked hideous and terrifying, and when he twisted his neck, one could hear the slight sound of his muscles tightening.

He swung his arms and adjusted his posture.

John stepped forward and took the initiative, probing with punches a few times, and immediately realized that this guy also had an alloy skeleton, with a central nervous system connected to his leg bones, and his movements were more coordinated and smoother than his own.

"Damn..."

He realized the danger and distanced himself again, feeling severe pain in his internal organs and head.

Narrow carriage.

Moving vehicle.

This is fucking more dangerous than an arena with an electric fence.

"Chubby!"

Knight gritted his teeth, his forehead bulging with anger, and even the edge of the metal was bleeding due to the pulling of his facial muscles.

He is the leader of the Crack Gang in the Palmer area. He is desperate to reform, drinking inhibitors like water, and just after he has made a name for himself, he is ready to expand his power and absorb the surrounding gangs...

"I met you, a bastard, damn it!"

Knight patted his neck, and several chips surged under his skin - he modified the data slot so that it could read multiple combat chips.

The sound of the sockets fitting together was heard.

Knight's body twitched, and the remaining skin turned red visibly. One of his eyeballs exploded, and gray-green buffer solution flowed out.

He's crazy.

Just as John realized that there was a cyber-psycho in front of him, the other party rushed over with a roar.

There wasn't even any room for resistance this time.

John felt like he was facing a high-temperature machine. No matter how much he tried to charge his strength, he couldn't hit it. Moreover, the enemy moved very quickly, using a mixture of killing techniques in a coherent and mechanical manner.

I'm afraid reason is John's only remaining advantage.

He stayed focused, endured the attack, maneuvered in the narrow carriage, found the right opportunity and punched Knight with all his strength, hitting the fatal concussion area of ​​the jaw, but only causing Knight to temporarily lose his vision. The carriage was still too narrow.

John had no choice but to grab his weapon and shoot in the bulletproof space.

The bullets kept bouncing back and forth.

This had little effect on an out-of-control beast, and instead left John exposed to the threat of a stray bullet.

Firearms can’t put Knight out of action.

John tried to maneuver again.

Knight hugged him desperately, used wrestling techniques, lifted John up, and pushed him down at the junction of the driver's seat and the car.

Swah——

A high-density alloy mantis knife chopped over.

John was nearly beheaded.

The bald man was holding the steering wheel. When he saw them fighting next to him, he immediately drew his weapon and attacked, but because of the angle he turned, he missed the target by a small margin.

John strained his arms to the limit.

Yggdrasil worked hard to create a space between him and Knight.

John curled up his legs and kicked the strong man in front of him away.

Knight staggered two steps and rushed forward again.

John squeezed out the last bit of coolness from Swanston and broke the bald man's arm in a flash of lightning.

"what--"

The bald man was sitting in the driver's seat when suddenly his arm was twisted and broken. He straightened his back and screamed.

John pointed the mantis blade backwards and stabbed it into Knight's chest. He quickly stood up and kicked hard to the side.

The high-density blade slashed downward at an angle, severing Knight's spinal connection points and internal organs, and burst out from the side, completely killing the cyberpsychopath.

John's Sian Westin was forced to cool down twice, and he dragged his heavy body despite the side effects.

He crossed the handover area, raised his hand and twisted the bald man's neck, then opened the driver's door, threw the body away, and took over the steering wheel himself.

“Huh, ah—”

John let out a hysterical cry, and the repressed and rebellious emotions on the brink of death were finally released.

The sound of sirens was still echoing around.

This place is close to the regional border, and coupled with the lack of police force during the gang war, the red and blue flashing lights and aircraft always maintain a delicate distance.

John took control of the steering wheel and immediately made a phone call.

[Contact: Barry Kitt [Voice call]]

"The money transport truck is in my hands, and everyone on the list is dead."

[…Oh, you did a damn good job!]

There was also suppressed cheering coming from the phone.

[This is the best news I have heard recently. You are like a hot new star. Continue to be a mercenary. You have a bright future.]

"I'll brag later, I'm driving a fucking money truck on the run, and there are fucking ECPD lights all around me... I'm almost dizzy."

[Leave the main road at the fork, go around and turn into the coast, and when you reach the port area, park your car in the warehouse where we first met. You can leave it there for as long as you want, and deal with it when you have recovered.]

"Where's the note?"

[Who do you think is picking up your motorcycle? The motorcycle is really good, it's not broken, just a little paint peeling. I'll arrange for someone to deliver it to Danny Street for you later.]

Barry hung up the phone.

A police drone flew over and hovered right in front of the armored car, swaying from side to side, then quickly flew away. Then all the police sirens began to deliberately keep their distance.

John turned the corner as instructed.

The road first became narrower and narrower, and the surrounding buildings became denser and denser, and then it suddenly became wide after passing a fork in the road.

The sea breeze blew over the embankment along the water.

The sound of the sirens faded away along the main road, disappearing in a similar but completely wrong direction.

……

Night falls.

The darkness is blocked by colorful neon lights.

[Eden City-Eastern District Underground Commercial Street]

Inside the underground clinic.

John was lying naked on the operating table, having been given special inhibitors before coming.

The TV is interrupting with the news.

The aerial view shows a citizen's vehicle being blown up, and then the scene switches to a body with abnormally twisted arms and head falling from the driver's seat of the armored car.

[…The criminal is still at large. The official case has been confirmed to be an internal fight within the Rift Party. This is also the 21st gang war incident this week. The scope of law enforcement by SAT and ECPD continues to be discussed…]

"Are you working with the cops?"

Ryan sat on a metal stool and repaired John's ear. In front of him were equipment such as a micro-manipulator arm and an ear canal endoscope.

He put some disinfectant cotton aside.

The other iron plate was full of blood and debris.

"Barry Kit."

The bullet had been removed from John's body and isolation gel had been applied to the abrasions.

The equipment is undergoing subcutaneous armor repair, compiling or replacing with professional supplements.

The doctor put away the robotic arm, took off his gloves and rubbed his eyes.

"Barry what? Never mind, I've never heard of it, but I advise you to be more careful, the police are too close to politics."

"It's just a job, I know that."

"Your ears are blown up and you can't hear, right? Your brain, oh, your brain is a mess too, so whatever, it doesn't matter, I'm almost done anyway, it doesn't matter who I screw around with."

The doctor didn't say much.

He seemed to have a strong dislike for the police.

[Mission target update]

[Handle the money transporter and cargo. (Not achieved)]

(End of this chapter)